Date: Tue, 30 Jun 2009 16:31:26 -0400
From: sexykitty1003@aol.com
Subject: Doing Inventory

I never questioned my chores. Twice a week, I stayed late at my father's
restaurant to do inventory. That was always my job. My older brother
unloaded the truck when it made its deliveries. My little sister was in
charge of cleaning the whole store every Sunday night. So to think about
it, doing inventory wasn't that bad. I had the place to myself. I could
blast my iPod through the whole restaurant without bothering anyone.

With both the freezer and walk-in cooler doors propped open, the kitchen
had a comfortable chill to it. I stood in the freezer and counted the boxes
of breads. White bread: 3. Wheat bread: 2. There was a knock on the back
door. I looked though the window and saw my best friend and her
boyfriend. I turned off the alarm and opened the door.

"What are you guys doing here?" I asked.

"We figured you needed a distraction from work," she said.

"You know my dad will kill me if I don't do this inventory," I replied.

She took the list from me and looked it over. "You're over half way
done. Take a break."

"I'll take a break when I'm done working," I replied. "Feel free to wait."

She hopped up on the baker's table and her boyfriend stood next to her. I
went back into the freezer to finish my inventory. Before long, I heard the
familiar sucking sounds of two people making out. I rolled my eyes. What
else is new? They made out whenever they got the chance.

I walked out of the freezer and crossed the kitchen into the cooler. I
tried not to look at them as they kissed each other open mouthed. I stepped
into the cooler and looked at the boxes of fruits and vegetables. I counted
them and then documented the numbers on the inventory sheet. I finished up
in the walk-in cooler. I left the door open and walked into the back to
count the dry ingredients.

Ten minutes later, I was done with inventory. I went back into the kitchen
to find my best friend still on the baker's table with her shirt pulled
open and her boyfriend sucking her tits. Her head fell back and she
moaned. I walked into the office and set the inventory sheet on my dad's
desk. I left the office, closing the door behind me.

"Are you done?" I asked, watching him pull away from her beasts.

"For now," she said. "Are you?"

"For now," I replied. "So what did you come here for? You knew you'd have
to wait for me to do inventory."

She hopped off the bakers table and walked over to me. She pressed her lips
hard against mine. I kissed her back, completely comfortable with this. She
and I have been best friends since we were seven and we joined the world of
female bonding at the age of twelve when I first kissed her.

"He didn't believe that we do stuff like this," she said.

I looked over her shoulder at her boyfriend. "She's been mine longer than
she's been yours. Don't hurt her or I'll kill you."

She slapped my shoulder. "Be nice."

I kissed her again. Taking her breasts in my hand, I squeezed them. She
moaned into my mouth. With her mouth open, I pushed my tongue into her
mouth and I caught her tongue with mine. I ran my tongue along the length
of hers and she did the same with me.  I felt her hands move to the inside
of my shirt. She pushed up my white cotton bra up over my breasts and
pinched and flicked my nipples. I moaned hard. I felt the wetness growing
between my legs.

She pulled away from me and removed her hands from under my shirt. She
turned around and I pulled her close, my hands wrapped around her
stomach. We could both see the bulge in his pants where his cock was
growing increasingly hard watching his girlfriend make out with her lesbian
best friend.

She reached out to him and pulled him close, stroking his cock through his
baggy blue jeans. She pulled out the waist band of his plaid boxers and
slipped her hand in. I watched her stroke him. I reached up and unbuttoned
her shirt. I peeled away her nude bra and stroked her nipples.

"Fuck me," she whispered. "Both of you."

She removed her hands from his pants. I pulled away from her. The three of
us took off our clothes and tossed them on the kitchen floor. The chill
from the freezer and kitchen doors being open showed on her and I's bodies
as our nipples grew tight and erect.

I kissed her again, running my hands along her skin. I lead her to the
cooler. She knew it was my fantasy to fuck a girl in there. I sat her down
on one of the shelves and kissed down her body. I sucked her erect nipples
before settling myself between her legs. I kissed her thighs and looked at
her boyfriend. He was standing in the doorway of the cooler stroking his
black member.

I sucked her clit into my mouth and licked it and sucked it. Her hands
moved to the back of my head and her legs spread wider. I moved down and
licked between her inner lips. I pushed my tongue inside her and she
moaned. I fucked her with my tongue as I stroked her thighs. I moved back
to her clit and pushed two fingers inside her. Fucking her with my fingers
felt so good. It had been so long since my fingers took up residence inside
her. It felt so good to feel her surrounding me.

"I want to eat you," she said through a moan.

I pulled away from her. I gave her one last thrust with my fingers before
pulling out of her. She took my fingers into her mouth and sucked them
clean. She pulled me into a kiss, cleaning herself off my lips and
tongue. She pinched my nipples. She knelt down in front of me and pressed
her tongue between my legs. I fell back against the shelves. She pushed two
fingers into me and spread my legs wider.

Her boyfriend moved behind her. He put his hands on her hips and with one
thrust all of his eight inches was inside of her pussy. She moaned against
my pussy as he thrust inside her. With his big black hands against her, I
saw how truly pale she was.

"Fuck," I moaned as she pressed another finger into me.

She pulled away from me. "There's a dildo in my bag."

I smiled. "Always prepared?"

She nodded as I walked out of the cooler to get the dildo out of her
bag. Went I went back into the cooler, he was laying on the ground and she
was riding him. I stood over her and pressed the dildo to her lips. I
watched her take it into her mouth and suck it with such passion, as if it
were her boyfriends cock in her mouth.

She had stopped riding him and was just sitting with his cock inside her. I
felt his hands on my thighs. He guided me into a kneeling position over top
of him. I felt his tongue push inside me. He swirled his tongue inside me
in a way I'd never felt before. I leaned forward and dug my short nails
into his abs.

"Oh god," I moaned.

"Feel good?" she asked.

I nodded.

I watched her begin to ride him again. I reached out and touched her
clit. I rubbed it hard as she rode him. She stopped abruptly.

"You fuck him," she said.

"I don't fuck men," I said.

"Then why are you letting him eat you?" she asked.

I looked down at the muscular black body beneath me. She had a point. I
stood up, pulling her off of him. He got up off the floor and we went back
into the kitchen. I put her on the baker's table and ran the dildo along
the length of her thighs. I rubbed it from her ass to her clit. I arched my
back so her boyfriend had access to my pussy.

When he penetrated me, I pushed the dildo into her. I felt his hands around
me as he pulled out and thrust back in. He wasn't going slow. He was
fucking me hard and fast. I had never felt this kind of pleasure from being
fucked by a man. I felt his balls slap against my clit with every thrust. I
couldn't help but cry out from the sheer pleasure of being fucked in the
kitchen by a man.

I heard his breathing get faster with every fast, hard thrust inside me.

"God, baby, you're so good," he moaned. "So good for a dyke."

"Yeah, that's right," I moaned. "I'm a dyke. I'm your fucking dyke."

"Fuck her with that dick baby," he moaned. "Fuck my girl."

I thrust the dildo into her and pulled it out. I pressed the head against
her pussy and pushed it hard into her. I leaned forward and sucked her clit
as I pulled the dildo in and out of her. He was still thrusting in and out
of me. He reached around me and pressed his finger against my clit. He
rubbed it furiously as he continued to fuck me.

I felt my legs begin to shake.  "Oh God," I moaned. "I'm going to come."

"Hold on, sweetie," she said. "Not yet. I want to come with you."

I bit my lower lip and tried to hold back my impending orgasm. I fucked her
with the dildo and continued to rub her clit. Soon her head fell back and
she moaned loud. I knew she was about to come so I let myself go. We both
moaned loudly as our orgasms engulfed us.

He continued to thrust in to me as my orgasm washed over me. With a loud
grunt he came, shooting his seed inside me.

"Fuck, baby," he said. "God, felt so good."

He pulled out and stroked his still hard cock. My best friend and I
switched positions on the table.

"I want to suck him out of you," she said.

"No," he said. He looked at me. "Sit on her face."

We did. He positioned himself between her legs. He pushed into her. I
watched him fuck her hard. His balls slapped against her ass. I leaned
forward and rubbed her clit. It didn't take long for us to come again.

After we caught our breath, we put our clothes back on. I closed everything
and made sure the doors were locked. I turned on the alarm and we had
forty-five seconds to get out the back door. Out in the parking lot, I
kissed her and I reached between his legs and stroked his cock.

"We're going to have to do this again," he said. "You're very good for a
lesbian."

I smiled. "And you're not bad for a kid from the `hood."

I watched them get into his grandma's Magnum and drive off. I climbed into
my truck and headed home. I was looking forward to the next time I fucked
them both.